Art: My Story and Recent Creations

About two years ago, I hated art. With the exception of one person. But I didn’t like art because I couldn’t understand it and I didn’t like it because I felt I was horrible at it.

Seriously, you guys – you would have believed me. The best thing I could draw was a headless stick man. But over the next couple of years, I started to get a little more interested in art…and as a part of my senior history course, I studied art for a whole week. Finally it made sense! I could understand it – not really from an artistic point of view, but from a historian’s point of view. It was fascinating.

one of my first attempts

And one day last year, I sat down with my sketchbook and just lettered. I added some color from some ink stamps. It was so much fun! I spent most of the morning just making art. And over the next weeks, I kept doing it.

When I went up to meet Allison, she gave me some watercolors – which were so much fun to use! Over time I’ve acquired more art supplies, but I still use those watercolors every time I paint.

I started with filling in words and making small dot flowers, and moved up from there. I mainly stick with watercolor and ink, but I’ve since taught myself how to paint actual objects. It took a lot of trial and error, and many erased sketches, but I take it slow. The more I focus on enjoying the process, the less I’ll get frustrated when it doesn’t turn out the way I envision it. (Or see it on the computer screen.) I get better every time, and I’m trying to learn how to paint harder objects.